Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Within minutes, the Tyrannosaurus Rex had gathered all the necessary items. It slowly retracted its nimble little arms, lowered its massive head slightly, and stared intently at the data on the screen with its golden pupils. A barely perceptible glint of coldness flashed in its eyes, a resolute determination that came from finally grasping the bargaining chip for revenge after years of forbearance.

Looking back on those long years of feigning ignorance, those damned Naga people never took it seriously, always treating it as a mindless beast to be driven and manipulated at will.

They would roughly inject it with control drugs, discuss in a contemptuous tone how to use its genes to cultivate more powerful war tools, and even whip its body with energy whips for the smallest things.

It is precisely because of this deep-rooted contempt that they do not deliberately conceal it when discussing core information or operating key equipment most of the time. They even openly plan detailed schemes to invade Earth and count the distribution of strongholds scattered throughout the universe in the confinement pods where it is bound by iron chains.

Taking advantage of these excellent opportunities, the Tyrannosaurus Rex silently memorized all the useful information without missing a single word. Those seemingly cloudy and lifeless golden pupils were actually like sophisticated recorders, taking in every key data and every location of the stronghold. However, for the sake of survival, it never revealed a single detail.

After so many years of forbearance and dormancy, and so many times of silently accumulating strength in desperate situations, it has finally come to an end today.

"Hoo—" The Tyrannosaurus Rex exhaled a long breath, its chest heaving violently, and its thick scales trembled slightly due to the emotional fluctuation.

Its voice carried a hint of relief at the weight of a burden being lifted, but also a hint of long-suppressed vengeful joy: "This is all the core information we can get right now, from the coordinates of their hidden strongholds to the core technology of their spaceships. The Naga people's true nature is basically all here, enough for you to completely wipe out their forces."

After it finished speaking, it stretched out its little hand again and gently tapped the control panel, transferring the two precious data packages completely into a palm-sized silver energy storage device.

After the transmission was completed, it carefully picked up the device with its mouth, holding it tightly between its teeth, as if afraid that this thing that carried all its hopes would be damaged in the slightest.

Just as the Tyrannosaurus Rex finished all this and firmly held the energy storage device in its mouth, Nexus, who had been standing silently to the side like a statue, finally spoke.

His voice was deep and magnetic, devoid of any superfluous emotional fluctuations, yet carrying an innate authority and unquestionable power that slowly echoed in the empty detention cell: "Do you have a way to leave on your own?"

The questions were concise and clear, without any hesitation, and accurately addressed the most critical issue at hand.

Upon hearing Nexus's question, the Tyrannosaurus Rex immediately raised its heavy head, its golden pupils instantly filled with urgency and obedience. It nodded repeatedly, afraid that a slow answer would displease the god of death: "Yes, yes! I secretly observed the layout of the entire spaceship while they were feeding or performing maintenance. Their hangar contains several small escape ships, all combat-tested models with relatively stable performance, enough for me to safely leave this star system. However, I need... I need to go to their hangar where the ships are parked first; there's a dedicated launch channel there."

As it explained urgently, it gestured forcefully with its massive head toward the depths of the passage, its eyes full of certainty—that was the core area where the Naga people stored all kinds of flying machines.

“Let’s go.” Nexus said succinctly, uttering only one word, his tone devoid of any superfluous emotion, yet carrying a convincing decisiveness. As soon as he finished speaking, he turned without hesitation and strode into the depths of the passage indicated by the Tyrannosaurus Rex.

The silver-black figure drew a cold silhouette under the dim emergency lights. The undried green bloodstains and crisscrossing scars on his body added to his murderous aura. Each step he took on the metal floor made a dull and powerful sound, like a war drum striking the heart.

"Alright!" Tyrannosaurus Rex immediately responded excitedly, his voice full of joy and anticipation.

It followed closely behind Nexus with heavy steps, its massive body nimbly adjusting its posture in the narrow passage, showing no clumsiness despite its enormous size.

It knew perfectly well that the silver-black god of death before it was the most reliable and strongest force in the universe right now. A wise man submits to circumstances! Following such a leader was definitely the right thing to do! What's more, by charging into battle with Nexus, it could also vent the raging anger that had been building up in its heart for years, and personally tear apart those enemies who had trampled on its dignity. It would never miss such an opportunity for revenge.

Nexus and Tyrannosaurus Rex then formed a formidable duo, one in front and one behind, and charged at full speed toward the Naga's hangar.

There were still many dinosaur monsters that the Naga had urgently released blocking the passage. These monsters were genetically modified war machines that only knew how to kill and destroy.

Faced with these "kindred spirits" who once shared the same bloodline, Nexus showed no hesitation or pity. His silver-black figure moved like a ghost among the monsters, each strike precise and deadly, carrying destructive power.

He would either swiftly reach out with both hands, grab the monster's limbs tightly, and with a sudden burst of strength, tear the monster in two with a piercing sound of bones tearing; or he would leap into the air and deliver a precise kick to the monster's head, and with a crisp sound of bones shattering, the monster's massive body would crash to the ground, completely lifeless, its green blood splattering all over the walls of the passage.

The Tyrannosaurus Rex following behind Nexus unleashed its pent-up rage, opening its massive jaws filled with sharp fangs and letting out a deafening roar as it lunged and pounced on the Naga soldiers along the way.

Those Naga who tried to raise their energy weapons to stop them were instantly knocked away by the Tyrannosaurus Rex's massive body before they could even pull the trigger, and then bitten by it.

With a bloodcurdling scream, the Naga were devoured in an instant, leaving no trace of their bodies, unable to even utter a complete cry for help.

Naga blood dripped continuously from the Tyrannosaurus Rex's mouth, forming winding streaks on the metal floor, turning the originally cold passage into a chilling blood-red inferno.

It was furious! The images of being imprisoned in a dark, sunless cell, manipulated like a mindless tool, injected with various control drugs, lashed by energy whips, and having its dignity trampled upon flashed through its mind. Every memory burned with rage, almost consuming its reason with its frenzy. (End of Chapter)